Due to the severity of his injuries, he did not follow the main force to escort to the imperial capital but was instead given a temporary tent to heal.
When the two followed the team member to the man's side, they were met with a pair of fierce and wary eyes.
Su Xiaochi blew a loud whistle.
"Still trying to act tough at this point?"
The next instant, the person who was about to sit up was pressed back down by her in a simple and rough manner, directly causing his wounds to tear again and fresh red blood to seep out from the white bandages.
"If you don't want to die, behave! You don't care about this life of yours?"
"Who are you?!"
The man's eyes scanned the crowd briefly before settling on Tang Shu's figure.
Among these people, the only one he was familiar with was this little celebrity.
"It's you!"
The man's eyes gradually turned sinister, as if seeing an enemy.
